Calvin's yell of pain as he was hit with the ruler, combined with Susie's shrieks of triumph, instantly awoke Mrs. Wormwood. (She had fallen asleep as well.) She rose over them, a forboding figure.
"Mr. Calvin, Miss Susie, to the principal's office NOW," she commanded with a razor-toned voice.
Yipes.
"This is all your fault, Calvin. You're going to answer to my parents if I can't get my master's degree!" snarled Susie in a tone like a mad dog. Her hands were jammed in her pockets, and she wasn't looking up at all. Calvin gulped. He hoped she wasn't going to... she did.
"YOU'RE AN INSENSITIVE JERK WITH NO IDEA HOW I FEEL! YOU CARE FOR NO ONE BUT YOU AND THAT STUPID OLD STUFFED TIGER!"
What? She'd insulted Hobbes? No way was she going to get away with that!
SLAP!
PUNCH!
WHAM!
"Mr. Calvin, Miss Susie!" It was the principal, Mr. Butthead. He looked down at them, his face shadowed, his voice dark and dripping with steel.
Oh dear. Now they were in biiiiiiiiig trouble.
Calvin trudged home dejectedly. The gloomy, overcast sky reflected his feelings. A detention, and a call home. Boy, was he dead. He sighed, and flopped down under a tree. That was when he remembered that he had forgotten something. An orange, stripy something.
"Oh no! HOBBES!"
He ran back to the school in a blur of red and yellow and-crashed head-on into the door.
Ouchie wouchies.
Calvin sat down, stared at the door, and cried. "Hobbes! Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"
And it was a Friday, too.
Susie sighed. "My parents won't be happy." She stuck her hands in her pockets desparingly. Mr. Bun was the only person...erm...bunny who could comfort her now. But where was he? Then she remembered. "Oh no! He's back at school!" She gasped in horror. But she couldn't turn back to get him now...
She found herself turning around and walking back, despite her desperate efforts to stop herself. She found the door locked, and then she saw Calvin sitting in front, his head on his knees. He looked up at her with tear-streaked eyes. "What are you coming back for?"
"Mr. Bun," she said softly.
"Oh. I forgot Hobbes."
"I see."
"Well, it's getting late. See you Monday."
"Yeah, see you." She adjusted her backpack, and slowly walked away from the door, trying to understandthe feelings that were tumbling about within her head. What were they? Pity? Disguest? Like? (She refused to think "love.")
"MOM! MOM! I LEFT HOBBES AT SCHOOL!" Calvin was sobbing as he ran into the house. He rushed towards her, and bumped into her, sending the large pot of vegetable noodle soup she was carrying to the table flying. It went through the window, and burned up the garden. Well, not literally. But you get the idea. His mother stared in shock.
"Well, if you didn't carry that stuffed tiger around with you all the time, none of this would have happened," she snarled as she walked to the stove to prepare another pot of soup. She had used up all the tomatoes for that soup!
"Hey, bunny?" Hobbes crawled out from under the desk, and stretched his cramped legs.
"What?" Mr. Bun hopped out, and looked at the tiger with curious eyes.
"Do you think they'll come back?"
"Duh, they will! Susie would never leave me behind!"
Hobbes pondered for a moment. "But it's Friday. I can't stand not having Calvin to pounce on for three days!"
"True, and I'll miss Susie's pretend tea!"
The two animals sat in thought.
"Have you ever read The Incredible Journey? Or watched the movie?" asked Mr. Bun.
"Read the book. You?"
"Read the book as well."
"Why did you ask that?"
"How about we make an Incredible Journey of our own?"
"Um...why not?"
And so, two (stuffed) animals crept out of the window, and started towards an epic journey that would change the lives of many forever.
Wow, I'm expanding my horizons!Calvin/Susie fluff!
